Chapter 368

• I finally get home to my apartment in the early hours; Jake had two cars awaiting us at the airfield, so I didn’t need to share the journey to his apartment first. This was a new move for him as we’ve always shared cars coming home, so this spoke volumes about his feelings for me.
• He never looked at me once in our entire trip. At the cars, he just guided Marissa into his and departed, leaving me standing in the dark with Jefferson. Empty and broken-hearted, aching to have him say something, anything, to me. I almost burst into tears right then and there.
• Sarah is in bed, and I know without checking that Marcus is here too; I can sense his presence in the house and smell his scent lingering in the air, cheap cologne and deodorant. The thought makes me uptight, but I ignore it and go to bed, taking sleeping pills before lying down. I need them; my head is so full that I know if I even try to extract one tiny piece, it will unravel like a chaos of rubber bands. I’ll unravel. And I’m so done with that kind of pain and turmoil.